Following People Lyrics

Hush your walkie talkie, No use getting stroppy

Your styles a carbon copy, kinda sloppy

Change your hobby, your mister big nobody

You sing with no melody, See you trying to stop me

Chop your head like jabberwocky,

Seeing what your good for, put two sugars in my coffee

Blow you Nagasaki

Leave you on the floor like the general Gadafi

Its that uprising, appetising, roll you up into an Indian chapati

Came back to push your button

Im sick from all your strutting

Just copy paste and cutting

Regurgitate the radio, play to win ratio

Let the majors say so, make the rappers say Yo

Cheers son, heres to your health, now get the wealth

And shed a tear son, Heres to the past, and to the future

Very fearsome, fabulous adventures, unpretentious

Not too wear-some, let me hear some

Actions speak louder than words

Throw my flowers to the curb

Now my powers are all blurred

My life follows the path of the curve

I sit back and observe

Like I'm waiting to be served

And that's what gets on her nerves

There's nothing left to talk about

High time for walking out

Pulling all the stops out

Out throwing rocks about

Decline your invitation

Cos I got no conversation

My hobby's an occupation

I'll be silent in creation

Talk is cheap, the small talk delete

You're knocking out my teeth, even talking in my sleep

Who you educating? my methods you're berating

Always understating, every word your stating

My concrete momentum

Cement my commentum

Letters though I sent them

My words I invent them

Passing through two languages

Compensate the damages

My brain's wrapped in bandages

Thick like a cabbage is

The sick law of averages

Burning all my bridges

Ragged with ridges

Empty like my fridge is

Now there's nothing left to say

But you go talking anyway

Just to pass the time of day

You should pass the line away